Lyrics:
wife was sleeping in another bed
His eyes were a permanent shade of red
He would stay up all night just trying to find that sound
Bob Dylan parodies
the rack
You ain't gonna find nothin' down here friend
Except seeds blowin' up the highway in the south wind
Movin' on movin' on it's gone gone it's all
heard you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
These silver bullet cigarettes
This burning house,
in the food in the Bob Marley hold out
Balls to the wall on a date with a student
Go hard, go hard, live hard, die hard
Rape one, cap one, fake
Everyone says that you're wasting your time
That thing that you're chasing ain't worth a dime
They're juts blowin' in the wind
Yeah, what do they
strawberries and cream
For my friends in Tennessee
And every soul that died of jealousy
I sang for Bob Dylan and Neil Young
Who's word's I've often sung
And for
Crash in the dark
Spin 'round in the bar
I heard you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
other
Now im just chillin like Bob Dylan
This is a meditation in an emergency
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Its half past ten in the evening and you
don't let 'em all fly by
C'mon, c'mon now
Oh, days go by
Yeah, just like a hand out the window wavin' in the wind as the cars go by
Days go by
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
'em
They call me Bob Dylan, cause "I'm Not There"
Lowly woman, disgusting, I eat raw food
Expose myself to bacteria for sport
Tryna break through
If you
But even my flute playin' was ripped off by Jethro Tull
Even that Bob Dylan! That vocal style was mine
They did everything freely, and I didn't get
So throw caution to the wind
You and a friend
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
Shit, why not? Blow your brain out
I'm blowing
said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well
There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by
We can't hate the river for flowing
Can't blame the wild wind blowin'
Can't slow the time from running
We can't stop what's coming
The bonfire is
We'll leave each other cold as ice
And high and dry, the desert wind
Is blowin', is blowin'
Remember what you said to me?
We were drunk in love in
and John Lennon did the score
With Bob Dylan and The Doors
With J Dilla on the boards
Or
What if Mozart and Ray
Warhol and Monet
Put some art on display
Every time I look at you, have to do a double take
'Cause you're a kaleidoscope of Kristofferson, Bob Dylan and John Wayne
Been swallowed by
songs out worldwide this one's different
Cooked it up on the 23rd in the suite like my name was Dylan
I'm not on deck anymore
I been living when you
than fall
And stoop to your level no lesser
I won't be coerced by the devil I know that im better
just Tryna rake in that cheddar
in the warzone im
You ain't gotta be all up in my face
I blind you hoes from a distance,
Chandeliers in my den, blowin' smoke in the wind
You can catch me in my 600
Greenwich
New York to pick up our saxophone player who lives in Clifton Park
I'm in a car surrounded by three other of my bandmates
They're all listening
couldn't make up my mind
And that made me the villain
We were way too high
And walking on the ceiling
I fucked her friend on the side
Bumping Bob Dylan
I'm
roses
And wind and cars
And people of the past
I'll call you thing
Just when the moon sings
And place your face in stone
Upon every star
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